Come to Drowned Mountain to hunt the Gold Dragon!
And it helps a lot because the Gold Dragon is burning the streets of Drowned Mountain, it helps immensely!!!
Thinking back, he imagined his wife. She was looking at him in her shame, with her blonde hair, red jacket and a pale face, but all he could see were her brown shiny eyes.
The bear chills.
The polar bear has his mouth clammed shut.
And his shield is his cubs, as he pulls to get away.
The bear’s nose smells the beautiful fish awaiting to be eaten.
The cubs smile as the wind flows.
The bear is as white as the snow, the bear is camouflage.
The bear’s eyes are like a dash being used in punctuation.
You are the sun in October shining the shivering blankets.
You are the taste of toothpaste trying to tingle.
You are the sound of an elephant electrifying the ground.
You are a guinea pig ready to giggle his guts out.
You are a runny river running to his Range Rover.
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